Bang on a Can Marathon at Alice Tully Hall in July of 1996! (And Steve Schick performing a work by George Lewis at that same festival!)

In the mid 1970s - I don't remember when exactly but I must have been around 20 - I went into San Francisco to see the Philip Glass Ensemble on tour. The venue was packed, it was super loud and virtuosic and exciting, and the vibe was unlike all the other concerts I had ever been to before. I remember walking out and thinking that something had changed.

Ahh too many! Since we are in canland, I have a very fond memory of performing with the Orchestra of Original instruments at the BOAC summer festival in 2014. We performed and improvised in paper clothing made by Anne Hamilton. We were moving in and around the audience. I just remember there were some really incredible moments of silence, as well as a vibrant sense of community and excitement, that we were all experiencing this paper chorus for the first time.

Hi! In the late 70s, right after I moved to New York, I saw a live free performance of Steve Reich and Musicians playing Music for 18 Musicians down in the Battery. I think it was in the old Customs Building, which is now the Museum of the American Indian. I knew, then, that this is why I came to New York!

Doing an on the spot improv with a friend at a new years party

It felt like being part of history to sit in the Winter Garden watching Alvin Lucier sitting in the room while listening to "I am sitting in a room."

Magical nights at the winter garden when the marathon was 24 hours!

Just listening to these spontaneous compositions here is not unworthy of such distinction! But I'm gonna go with the Butthole Surfers at the Paradiso in Amsterdam, August 1987. Blew my mind.

hearing the Anthony Braxton trio live at the Big Ears festival a few years back.....seeing "Anthony Braxton's Macbook Pro" scrolling across his screen brought a lot of joy

It was spring break 1985. I was studying at the Yale School of Music. And I heard that the Cal Arts Festival was going to bring Louis Andriessen to their festival and perform his monumental works De Staat and De Tijd. So Michael and I bought plane tickets to California, rented a car, and camped out in the Cal Arts parking lot. The pieces were played in a large open atrium and the audience was scattered throughout, sitting on the stairs, hanging over balconies, laying on the floor. The pieces were huge and bold and beautiful and resonant and awe-inspiring. I was enveloped in the sound, in the experience. Wow!